A/N: Set post Jak 3.
How many times did I pass him on the street?
Why did I glance at those posters of the renegade and his strange orange shoulder attachment and not think twice?
I criss-crossed the city daily. Earned my courier reputation by practically memorizing these streets. I must have seen them.
Right?
I watch Jak and wonder if we'd searched there, asked them, would we have found him sooner? Could we have survived as a society if we did?
Sig's explained it to us, how a child of four suddenly became eighteen.
Bitter to realize our future required that we fail.